The Nightengale Book Novels & Stories

BOOK TWO: We have arrived at the end of book One, and I'm very happy with the encouragements this book had. Thank you all very much. So book two which will be titled – A Night With The Billionaire 2 – will be released next month. I'll be done with the preparations, and all and we will start right off where we stopped. I might be dropping an update of book two here once it's ready. 𝑴𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕.

I closed my eyes and took a nap for a while because I had to wake up last night first. Who can sleep so well when you are immersed in its wide chest and you can feel its hard pandesal in the body. Until I didn't realize that I was already sound asleep. STEVENSON Earlier I was awake and went to sleep because I wanted to freely observe Andrea's appearance on my chest. I'm still dizzy from what happened and I also don't know how I got to this room. But I only noticed one thing about him even though he was just awake, he was still beautiful. I continue to be attracted to it even more, even when I first saw it for the first time, others were beautiful. The beauty queens I see on television s

Understandable. Later on, I invited them to watch N*****x with me. Even Nana Jo joined in—she got teary-eyed over a Tagalog love story, saying it reminded her of her youth. We all laughed, but she didn’t seem to notice, completely absorbed in the drama. We were in that cozy scene when we heard the doorbell ring several times, followed by loud banging on the gate. All seven of us looked at each other before standing up and rushing outside. There stood a slender woman, her hair styled so perfectly it looked like it couldn’t be moved. She was wearing a tight-fitting dress that emphasized every curve, and I nearly gagged at how high her black heels were.

Nida didn't like to sleep with anyone, even though they fit on the mattress on top of the mat on the floor. The only light in the room came from the moon, which shone through the open window. She sighed again when the familiar sadness gripped her chest. She felt hollow, as if she wanted to embrace someone or something, but she didn't know who or what. She closed her eyes and tried to force herself to sleep. Maybe it was because of the fatigue from doing laundry earlier that she was able to fall asleep quickly. Lyzza didn't know what she was doing in that house. It was unfamiliar to her. However, there was a part of her that knew the place; it seemed familiar to her. Particularly, the big pic

ACROSS THE MEADOW, Clohe slipped on a Jacket she had been given by one of the Snow Valley Pack members. She nibbled on her lower lip when Zeb looked down at her as she examined one of the Nightengale Warriors' hands in hers. A heavenly scent wafted between them and she didn't know where it was coming from. "You haven't been claimed yet, little female?" The Nightengale Warrior she was examining had brazenly asked her. She opened her mouth to give him an answer but was quickly cut off when he spoke again. "It would be an honour if I could be considered as..."

Chris nodded. “Good night” Neil saluted the ladies as he swaggered off to his bedroom. “Let’s call it a night.” Chris too, stood up with Emile and looked towards Abbey. Abbey nodded and everyone headed to their rooms. In the dead of night, Neil walked out of his room to put his plan into action. “Why are you here?” He was surprised to see Night Wing waiting outside his room. “How can I let you have all the fun?” Night Wing sneered and walked forward pretending that he did not see Neil’s displeasure.

He slammed the heavy iron collar around her neck. *Click.* The lock snapped shut. Instantly, the black crystals flared with a blinding green light. Gina let out a long, agonizing shriek as a wave of dark, burning energy flooded her veins, violently choking out the last remnants of her beautiful starlight magic. --- Back at the Nightfang pack house, the air in the grand hall was thick with the scent of blood, ash, and pure fury.

That was when she noticed an old red binding book on her bedside table. There was a name on it, (Nightwing.) It also had a golden dragon encrusted just below the name. Catori's breathing came out in a rush at that, all sorts of thoughts running through her mind. Did a Dragon leave it here? She took up the book gingerly and examined it. Electric current raced up her arms, causing her to drop the book. The moment it dropped to the floor, it opened to a page on its own. Catori got down on the floor to inspect on the page. It only illustrated an image of a dragon.

The edges of her vision began to fray, dissolving into a thick, unstoppable black mist as the sheer exhaustion of the night finally caught up to her. As her head rolled back against the leather headrest and darkness completely swallowed her consciousness, the last thing she heard was the frantic, deeply worried vibration of his voice echoing through the quiet cabin. "Just hold on, Seven... please, just hold on!"

The Night-Blooming Garden was the most beautiful and popular place in the Cloud City. More than a garden, it would be more appropriate to describe it as a forest, but as it was located in the heart of the city and a long road crossed it, many would go there, especially at night, when the most beautiful flowers would open with the beginning of each season.